The neighbors began whispering among themselves, wondering who these people could be.Meanwhile, Mr. Hay froze up as soon as he saw these vans. “Hey! Let this boy go! Let him go right now! They're here!”Max was in a pretty bad shape by the time those hefty-looking men released him. Still, he summoned enough energy to get up and check on his mother.Kendra teared up weakly as she held her son's battered face. Meanwhile, Mr. Hay had changed his demeanor as those vans opened up and many men walked out with guns in their hands.The neighbors quickly became scared, and within a minute, everyone scattered and rushed back into their house. No one wanted to mess with these newcomers.There are currently over thirty men who came out of these vans. They looked more threatening than the hefty-looking men around Mr. Hay.Max's attention was inevitably drawn to these people, and he saw as these scary men opened the jeep and a muscular middle-aged man walked out in a fitting suit and sunglasses.
Brody immediately nodded his head. “I swear on my family's grave that it's him.” He pointed straight at Max. “This bastard was pulled in by his friend to become spies for the Feudal Gang.”“Wait, what?!” Max was lost at first when he heard this brief conversation between the muscular newcomer and Brody. But then it quickly hit him and his eyes widened in shock.“Spy?! What spy?!” Max turned his attention to the terrifying muscular man. “Sir, don't believe him! I'm just a….” He didn't get to finish his words.“Shut the fuck up!” Brody gritted his teeth as he delivered a brutal kick to Brody's chest, sending him straight to the ground. “Maximus!” Kendra yelled out weakly as she couldn't even get up properly to check up on her son. She was still in a lot of pain following the kick to the chest she had received from Mr. Hay.“Max!” Gina screamed at the top of her lungs at the sight of her brother being kicked in the chest as well. Still, she was still holding her mother's head on her lap
[What's up, Hot stuff. I'm currently alone at my dorm. Get here as soon as you can, okay? I can't wait to have an amazing night with you. ]Benjamin Knox - a tall young man with a lean but well-toned build - stood right outside the dormitory of his girlfriend. He was currently in an excited state as he checked his cheap phone for the tenth time, reading the text message his lover had sent him earlier today.“Could Alexa possibly be talking about something entirely different? Am I misinterpreting this text?” Benjamin whispered his scepticism to himself, as he still couldn't believe this. Alexa, his girlfriend, had never invited him to her place before. More so, she has never agreed to have sex with him before. She wouldn't even agree to making their relationship public. Though Benjamin had never minded all that, believing that Alexa probably had her reasons. He had been willing to take care of her as best as he could, even giving her most of his salaries saved up from his several pa
“Fucking hell, Benjamin!” Alexa screamed as she and Andrew dashed for their discarded clothes to cover themselves. “Why the hell did you break into my apartment?! Do you have any idea how much of your salary it would take to fix that?!” Benjamin paid no mind to those words as he pointed at the entire scenery. “Is this why you sent a text? To see all these?” His voice was eerily low. Alexa had a confused expression. “What are you saying? I didn't send you a te….” She paused her words as a realisation crossed her mind. She stared at Benjamin as it became clear that she had accidentally sent her boyfriend a text which was never meant for him. It was meant for Andrew instead. Alexa and Andrew had actually agreed much earlier to meet at her dorm apartment. The text message she had then sent to Benjamin by mistake was supposed to be a reminder for Andrew. In the end, Andrew Tyrone came to her apartment as scheduled, but now, her mistake had led to her hidden affairs with Andrew being exp
As soon as these words were spoken, all the men in the crowd suddenly dashed after Benjamin, taking him down with brutal punches and kicks. This gave Alexa time to help Andrew up, and they watched with delight as Benjamin was being beaten to a bloody pulp. Minutes later, Benjamin was subdued, tied up by a rope like the lunatic he was being made out to be. These other students definitely wouldn't miss out on a golden opportunity to earn easy $5,000. Therefore, they felt no remorse for Benjamin's pitiful state. He was left struggling in futility to break free. Andrew, who was rubbing his bruised shoulder from the attack he endured, glared down hatefully at Benjamin who was now bound tightly on the ground. “Who do you think you are? You actually dared to lay your disgusting hands on me?!” He roared out at Benjamin with fury, before rushing over to stomp on Benjamin's chest. “Why don't you get up and fight me, you piece of garbage?! You can't, huh?! You think you're so strong, huh?! Why
Benjamin's face was definitely a study in confusion. He looked from the older man to the others, then back again. He lifted his hand to shake the man out of politeness. He didn't waste time in asking however, “Who are you and what do you want with me?” The older man cleared his throat, ridding his face of any kind of expression and doing his best to keep a level of professionalism in his extremely respectful manner. “I am Herbert McKlin, master Knox. If you wouldn't mind coming with us, you will be made fully aware of what this is all about.” He gestured to the car he'd just alighted from, urging Benjamin to enter. Benjamin looked at the car, then back at Herbert. “You really think I'm going to get into a car with some strangers? Just like that?” He wanted to say that he was sure they had the wrong person and they should just leave him alone to deal with his issues. But they knew his name. And there weren't very many Knoxes around this region. Then a thought dawned on him.
Benjamin sharply turned around, sure that he wasn't the one being referred to. But there was no one behind him. The old man hurried to his side and grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly as he inspected Benjamin's face. “You look just like him. God, you look just like my son.” The man whispered, entranced by Benjamin's presence. Benjamin felt a bit creeped out and tried to extricate his hand from the man's. “Excuse me… I don't understand what's going on here. If you don't mind explaining?” Benjamin kept trying to put some distance between them. The old man cleared his throat, regaining his composure as he saw Benjamin's uncomfortable state. He smiled at him and then turned to return to his seat. “You are my grandson, Benjamin. ” The man stated proudly to the whole room. Benjamin's eyebrows raised and he looked round the room at the other individuals present— Herbert and the guards — and how they didn't look entirely surprised by the statement. Ben couldn't help but give a mock
Hunter stretched his hands into one of the compartments beneath his desk top, retrieving something from it. He turned to the still shocked Benjamin across from him and handed it to him. It was a black card. “This is a tax free card to a private account. It's yours from now on. This should eliminate any financial issues you've had and may have in the future. It holds a maximum of $3 billion. It's my welcome gift to you.” Benjamin could hardly believe his ears. He stared at the sleek black card being handed to him, the amount he'd just heard swirling in his head. "$3 billion?” Benjamin seemed in a daze. “Sir, that… that's more money than I'll ever need." He was reeling from the surrealism of the situation. Hunter smiled, clearly amused by his reaction. "This is just the beginning, Benjamin. As the newfound heir of the Whiteridge family’s business empire, you’ll be taking over the entire consortium after your graduation. Herbert, my assistant, will guide you every step of the wa